05-04-2012, 09:15 PM
He watched the dog before him shift her body into a position that almost said she wanted his attention...and not the clean kind. He smirked almost amused by her flaunting. Her words turned him off almost immediately. 'Slave' that is all she called the male. His eyes looked over to the coyote as she tossed goat skin at him. He caught it, but the expression on his face said he didn't enjoy being treated in such a manner. His oceanic eyes narrowed as the male walked away and Aro's eyes looked over to the woman, Amy Sunders. "...I'm sure he has a proper name! What is it?" His voice became stern as he took a step forward, his body tall and tense, his chest puffed out a little.
How could she treat another being so poorly? Why couldn't he speak? Why was he forced beneath her, not that Aro was racist, or sexist, but she was a dog! A female at that! His hand grasped tightly around his sword but he wouldn't draw it, not on a woman. The tuxedo male thought of what to do, he couldn't walk away from someone in need, even if it was a male. His narrowed gaze relaxed for a moment, still stern, but less fire within them. "...you're a slave trader, then? What do you want for him?" His words short, and demanding. He could easily take her down, he was sure of it. Maybe she would put up a fight, but if he could avoid a battle, he would. He wasn't a brute, he was a gentleman.
How could she treat another being so poorly? Why couldn't he speak? Why was he forced beneath her, not that Aro was racist, or sexist, but she was a dog! A female at that! His hand grasped tightly around his sword but he wouldn't draw it, not on a woman. The tuxedo male thought of what to do, he couldn't walk away from someone in need, even if it was a male. His narrowed gaze relaxed for a moment, still stern, but less fire within them. "...you're a slave trader, then? What do you want for him?" His words short, and demanding. He could easily take her down, he was sure of it. Maybe she would put up a fight, but if he could avoid a battle, he would. He wasn't a brute, he was a gentleman.